The rest of the day went by fairly gently. I visited my Grandmother, who is doing much better. I made dinner for Mark. Then in the evening I was so prickly and sensitive. I snapped at Mark while he was trying to book our summer vacation. I know that it is good to have a trip to look forward to, and we need to get away from our lives for a time, but all I could think about was how I wanted Grace to be on vacation with us. Mark wants to go back to Hawaii, not Kauai this time, but the Big Island. I have thought so much about taking Grace to Hawaii where she was conceived, watching her play in the warm water, eating giant shave ices with her, falling asleep listening to the ocean. I want her with us. The yoga, seeing my Grandmother, vacation planning it all just came crashing down and I was sobbing like I did in the first days. I can function better now, but I am still broken.
|A few days pregnant eating shave ice|